Each Spent Moment Poem by Sandra jacks

Sometimes i forget,
how precious life really is,
how each spent moment,
weather spent in glory,
or spent in loss,
is truly spent,
at a high cost,
each passing moment,
seems a bit shorter,
then the last.

each second,
adds up to a minute,
each minute,
adds up to years,
and all the years,
turn into self discovering,
discovering in God,
discovering in life.

Sometimes i forget,
how short life really is,
in the blink of an eye,
you can watch life pass you by.